Saturday, January 31, 2004

Sleep
the ever elusive
confining
renewing and dark
safe and yet not
consciousness meets
the subconscious
revealing needs
desires, fears
and stresses.
Like writing yet easier
requiring no
effort to dream.
Waiting at the computer
the humming and pulsing
from the basement grows louder
as the washing machine
does it's work.

I begin to wonder
about the inner workings
of life, and appliances
even face powder
how does it really work?
Anger
a child flies across a room
on behalf of an angry father
she rolls on landing
crying; the father stands up

He lifts her by her wrists
drags her to their room.
Minutes pass,
she comes back out

Red mark on her chin
her cousin yells
at the father
for giving her cousin
a red chin.

Friday, January 30, 2004

Someday the fighting will cease
the headaches will end
sanity increase

The children will leave
we will get lonely

Grandchildren born
the family grows

One day we die
the last day ever
no longer above,
but below that we lie

Thursday, January 29, 2004

Exhaustion fills my head
as the day comes to an end.
So much has been done,
and so much more yet to do.
Soon will come dinner, and bedtime
with you.
I need to learn how to write in a way that isn't so much like the way I do it now... Maybe if someone reads this, they could take a look at what I've already written, and rewrite it in another way...give me some perspective on things... I'm tired of open ended nonsense as a way of writing!

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

I finally did it! what do you think....I personally am pretty darn happy with it...if only I could find where I saw how to use a backgound image..I'd be all set I think, at least for now; we all know that this Rotten Totten likes to change things frequently!
Well, got rid of the orange...now to tackle the subheader...It's no good if you can't read it! Lets see if we can figure it out before hell freezes over!
Well it appears that there is much work to be done here, and much code to be figured out...when the band of orange at the top is gone, I've succeeded with my current goal...which would be to get rid of it, or change it at least!

It seems that I should follow the crowd and make a list of crap from the past year, but this isn't where I'd do it anyhow, so we'll just leave that up to everyone else! On with the show!!!!

A wandering soul have I become, leaving in my sleep, flying above the swirling wind.
I dream of things to be, things which have been before,


and that's about it for that one!!!

oh well, guess it's time to work on the template again...wish me luck!
Another day dawns and hope grows colder
every 10 minutes another dead soldier.
The dollars we worked so hard for
grabbed away by a swinging door.

Inside there is a child growing
kicking at my insides
pinching every nerve.
Still the hope is draining me
seeping through the cracks.

Inside a storm is going
tearing at my soul
Some people say don't fight
My heart is screaming WAR.

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Find the most inner thought you have, search, search, meditate, breathe. Light candles, incense, more candles, think. Run a bath, add salts and beads, light candles, candles, candles, breathe.

(It's only a start, but this is one which I will definately come back to later)
So I'm figuring this out, maybe I will retain some html information to carry forward to RTM! or maybe not. All depends on how much I retain I guess.
It works, it works, they're playing nicely. Quietly? I think not, the pitter patter banging of toy horses fills my ears, and I feel the urge to strangle but their faces are too precious, the kisses and the hugs; the cooing and the fighting. What a wonder of the world that parents are sane, or most are anyways. Looking ahead will make one wonder; how will I react? Dating? Working? Driving? Drugs? Who knows I wonder, only time will tell.

(I don't like it either! So maybe I'll work on it again later!)